Stories told on porches in the night are the food that feeds our souls. A porch is a stepping off place, where girls kiss their parents goodbye and disappear into an adventure,where moms wait to hear their stories when they come home.It' a place where laughter drowns out the crickets, where friends become family. C'mon up to my porch, pull up a chair and tell me your story. We'll weave it into the quilt that wraps us up when life is cold.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

The summer starts speeding by after July 4.After my birthday it careens toward school.It's been a good one.I've sleptslept recreationally for the first time in yearsLike the Nyquil commercialI've slept like I slept before I had kids!I've sat on the Porch watching the sun on the leavesand prayed with no wordsjust opened my heart to peace.

There's been nights laughing on the Porch with Tomwe're still finding out new things about each other.

Stephanie's birthday, where the cops came 3 times!

The great Lagoonatic graduation party for Caitlin, Leah, Cass and Ian where I got called down for cheating at beer pong!

Riding down the Causeway with the smell of the delta and the wind in my hairthe top down and the radio upgoin to see David and Judyand my adorable nieces, great nieces, nephews , great nephews

The party at Katie's where there wasa motorcycle wreck, a Tasar incidentand a wrestling match between me and Mariahthat led to removal of clothing (it's all family)

lots of beach tripsIn Florida with the LagoonaticsDauphin Island with Eileen, Dell and Steph

too much time on Facebook

good books

visiting Mariah and Terry in their new homeI love seeing the pride they feel

reconnecting with Donna and EllenMy friends from the time when teaching was funand school was a safe place to beThey showed me that friends can always come back

singing in the car with Caitlinriding on the boat with Gina and Caitlin and her friendswatching Caitlin suddenly grow upand become a deep spiritual person.

Party on the Porch with my yard full of childrenwhose parents were once children in my yardMichelle, Kelley, Katie, Shannon, Justin and their babies

going to the 18th birthday of Stormy and seeing Ava therepart of my familywhen they were smalland we fall back into our old wayswhere the lines between ages are blurredand we are all kidsAnd there was an Elton John imitator there!